Advocate for the deceased

Chapter 136 The Mo City Case ([-])

Three or ten minutes later, Zhou Hai, who fled from the desert, had already arrived at Mocheng People's Hospital.

Although Mocheng is a prefecture-level city, the Public Security Bureau here does not have a special dissection room, and has been borrowing the anatomy laboratory of Mocheng People's Hospital.

Of course, there is no full-time forensic doctor, just ask the on-duty outpatient doctor to take a look, so work in this area has always been the shortcoming of Meaux.

The little policeman led Zhou Hai all the way to this independent small building. Before he got close, he saw Zhao Xinli standing in front of the door looking forward to it, and saw Zhou Hai running over with a smile from afar.

"Forensic Doctor Zhou, you are here!"

"Well, what's the situation?"

"Yesterday, I was sent to Mo City by Director Pang. This case looks like a burglary case. I went to the scene to see it, but the scene was severely damaged by the rushing crowd, and the footprints were a mess.

However, there were many strange scars on the body of the deceased. It seemed that he had been coerced. The family members said that they did not agree to the autopsy. Now I have checked the corpse form and am afraid to judge, so I asked the command center for help. I did not expect you to be here. "

He had already walked to the second floor while talking, Zhou Hai frowned upon hearing the loud cry, a burly old lady sat cross-legged on the ground and howled dryly, patting the ground while chattering something, next to her A middle-aged woman tried to support her but was pushed down by the old lady.

"Son~
How can you live after you leave~"

Seeing Zhao Xinli bring Zhou Hailai, he got up and rushed to the two of them, grabbing Zhao Xinli by the collar of his police uniform.

"I can tell you, if I don't leave the whole body for my son, I will go to the city government to sit in and file a complaint in BJ.

Anyway, I've had enough life, life is worthless, you people who kill a thousand knives, even if you die, you won't let my family be reincarnated~
What is the reason~
You bitch, you just want my son to die, right~"

The more the old lady talked, the more excited she became, she kicked the middle-aged woman who was pulling her away and spat, stretched out her hand and grabbed Zhao Xinli a few times. Several local policemen around them held her down anyway. One also took a bite.

It was the first time for Zhou Hai, the family member of the victim, to see such a family member. The four local policemen worked together to bring the old lady down. The thin middle-aged woman kept bowing and apologizing to everyone. Zhou Hai looked at Zhao Xinli beside him.

"How are you?"

"It's okay, I suddenly feel that if I can find such a wife, I might as well not get married."

Reaching out to tidy up the scattered coat and the epaulets on his body, Zhou Hai pointed to the top of his head.

"It's scratched and needs to be disinfected!"

Zhao Xinli's face was already broken, and when he raised his hand to touch it, blood was seen on his forehead, and he also grabbed a lot of hair, which was getting thinner day by day, so that the facial features on his face were pulled together.

"what!

I have lost two hundred hairs! "

"..."

A local policeman ran up to the second floor in three steps at a time, apologizing when he saw Zhao Xinli's miserable appearance.

"Sorry, Forensic Doctor Zhao!"

Zhao Xinli waved his hand, "It's okay, Detachment Xu, this is forensic doctor Zhou from our center. I'll ask him to come over and have a look together, and help me check it out."

This Xu Detachment shook hands with Zhou Hai, "Thank you for causing trouble to your center!"

Zhou Hai shook his head, "Let's go, let's go see the dead."

Zhou Hai glanced at the middle-aged woman, she stood there cramped, not knowing what to do, the old lady was taken down, it seemed that she missed the dead in the laboratory even more, standing in front of the door and weeping silently.

Zhou Hai didn't say much, and followed the two into the anatomy laboratory. It looked like a laboratory built for teaching, but it was quite old, and the anatomy table was still a cement table made of tiles, but it was connected to the sewer. .

At this time, the corpse had been placed on the dissection table, and the clothes and ropes were removed and placed on a stainless steel flatbed beside it.

Zhou Hai put on his gloves and walked over to look through them. The clothes of the deceased were very old, and the cotton jacket had lost its original color and was polished and shiny, as if it had been sprayed with glue to set it. It was placed on the flatbed rigidly.

Zhou Hai pinched it, one side of the sleeve and collar were hardened, turned the padded jacket over, the back of the padded jacket was still soft when pinched, but there seemed to be a layer of white powder on it, it seemed that the blood was limited to the front of the deceased.

"Have you tested what this powder is?"

"It's been collected, but the test results haven't come out yet."

"Has the identity of the deceased been identified?"

Team Xu, who was following Zhao Xinli, quickly opened a notebook.

"The deceased was Zheng Hongtao, 44 ​​years old, a villager of Suntan Village.

He and a man named Zhang Jian opened a pig farm. They lost money in the first two years of raising pigs. In the past two years, the profits have just improved and they are ready to expand their operations.

On the night of February 2st, Zheng Hongtao’s wife took the mother-in-law who had just been rambunctious to the city to see a doctor. When she came home, she found that the courtyard door was locked. No matter how much she knocked on the door, no one opened it. , I got a neighbor to use a ladder to climb over the wall and enter the house. Zheng Hongtao was lying on the ground with ropes scattered on his body.

The house was turned into a mess, the cabinets and boxes fell on the floor, clothes were lost everywhere, the mattress where the money was hidden was torn apart, and the 40 cash that was going to be paid for the contract was gone, and then the neighbor called the police. When they arrived, they found that the scene was completely destroyed, with bloody footprints all over the ground.

All the boxes were searched again by those who entered the scene, except for the deceased who had not been moved. "

Zhou Hai didn't speak, and walked towards the dissecting table. Due to blood loss, the corpse spots on the deceased's body were not heavy, but the corpse spots on the back of the body and the inside of the arms could still be seen, and the other places were much lighter.

The conjunctiva was conjunctival hyperemia, and there were scattered subcutaneous hemorrhages on the face, Zhou Hai frowned, how could there be hemorrhages when he died from blood loss?
There were some small cuts and many wounds on the neck of the deceased, but none of them cut the carotid artery. There were seven or eight stab wounds on the collarbone and right upper arm. The blood of all the wounds flowed vertically downwards, not horizontally. trace.

The trace was a single-edged knife with a blade width less than four centimeters. I took out the round-tip probe and tried the wound. The inside of the wound formed an obvious pointed triangle.

There were also several small wounds on the head, which seemed to be caused by a knife handle. His cheeks were red and swollen with finger marks and palm prints. Zhou Hai waved at Zhao Xinli. He gestured with his hand, the finger mark was shorter and thicker than Zhou Hai's finger, and the palm print was smaller than Zhou Hai's hand.

I felt a hematoma under the top of the hair, and explored the border. It was the size of Zhou Hai's fist. It seemed that this was caused by the action of the deceased's hair being pulled. Similar white powder, is this the white ash that fell off the wall?
The dead man was at the most severe stage of rigor rigor at this time, and the entire shape of the corpse was also fixed. The arms were naturally drooping, the hands were slightly higher than the abdomen, the palms of the hands were bent toward the back, and the head was also tilted forward, forming a fold in the mandible. What scars conceal is not easy to find.

Zhou Haikai opened this fold. He really didn't notice it when he looked at the wound just now. He didn't expect to find that the skin here seemed to be a little red when he changed the angle.

Zhao Xinli helped Zhou Hai destroy the rigor on the neck of the corpse, and then he turned the head of the corpse back. A dark red mark nearly ten centimeters long appeared in front of the three of them. Zhao Xinli hurried over to take a closer look.

"It's not like strangulation marks, the color is too light, and there is no hemp rope pattern."

Zhou Hai raised his eyes and glanced at him, "It was caused by some kind of slender hard object. Only an autopsy can determine whether it is a fatal injury. After all, we have to weigh whether it is hypoxic shock caused by suffocation or hemorrhagic shock. die."

But at the same time Zhou Hai was talking, he seemed to see something in the wound, and quickly leaned over the neck of the deceased with a magnifying glass, and a small wooden thorn appeared in front of his eyes.

"It seems that I know what made the neck of the deceased into such a shape."

Team Xu asked expectantly, "What?"

(End of this chapter)